Religion! but for thee, prolific fiend, Who peoplest earth with demons, hell with men, And heaven with slaves! — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
How beautiful is sunset when the glow Of Heaven descends upon a land like thee, Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy! — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Of Planets, struggling fierce towards heaven's free wilderness. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“It's temples and palaces did seem Like fabrics of enchantment pil'd to heaven.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Heaven's ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The moon of Mahomet Arose, and it shall set; While, blazoned as on heaven's immortal noon, The cross leads generations on. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn; Heaven… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
This is Heaven, when pain and evil cease, and when the Benignant Principle, untrammelled and uncontrolled, visits in the fulness of its… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
So is Hope Changed for Despair-one laid upon the shelf, We take the other. Under heaven's high cope Fortune is god-all you… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame Over his living head like heaven is bent, An early but enduring monument, Came, veiling all… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
One word is too often profaned For me to profane it, One feeling too falsely disdain'd For thee to disdain it. One… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
(Title: To the Moon) Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I know The past and thence I will essay to glean A warning for the future, so that man May profit by… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
February... Bending from Heaven, in azure mirth, It kissed the forehead of the Earth, And smiled upon the silent sea, And bade… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Poetry Love's Philosophy The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
All things are sold: the very light of heaven is venal; earth's unsparing gifts of love, the smallest and most despicable things… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Lightning my pilot sits; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls at fits; Over earth and ocean,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- Now lending splendour, where from… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
“Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine, Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast; Custards for supper, and an endless… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Titles are tinsel, power a corrupter, glorya bubble, and excessive wealth a libel on its possessor. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
“Poets and philosophers are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude To live alone, an isolated thing? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art thou gone?… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
I love tranquil solitude, And such society As is quiet, wise, and good; Between thee and me What difference? but thou dost possess The… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
The practice of utter sincerity towards other men would avail to no good end, if they were incapable of practising it towards their own… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Thou shoreless flood, which in thy ebb and flow claspest the limits of mortality. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Senseless is the breast and cold Which relenting love would fold; Bloodless are the veins and chill Which the pulse of pain did fill;… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
